Woke up by this lady buzzing the door this morning. Pepina, aka Peps.
I take care of her every now and then when her mum is working.
We’ve been looking out the kitchen window to spot birds. Here I am speaking fake Spanish to her (her mother language is Spanish). Hola Peps, Espadrilles, Picaro, Benaki, Fajita, Michelada, Mojito, Burrito, muy bien. My Spanish is pretty limited as you can see, but she seems to understand.
Birds, where are you?
We’ve been reading Swedish Elle Decoration which I bought last time I visited my family. A big difference between Sweden and Germany is that in Sweden much is focused on being trendy whereas in Germany the focus lies on being authentic. Could write a whole essay about it, I guess.